BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Gunn and Maddie
Where: Fred and Maddie's place
When: Thursday Afternoon, 3/10

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Who: Gunn and Rachelle
Where: The End Zone
When: Friday Night, 2/11

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Who: Fred, Gunn and later, Maddie
Where: Fred and Maddie's apartment
When: Monday, January 3

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Who: Gunn and Maddie
Where: Random Streets
When: Early Saturday Morning (Before Dawn), December 4th

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Who: Gunn and Maddie
Where: Maddie's Apartment
When: Nov. 6th, Evening

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Who: Gunn and Maddie, and later introducing Fred
Where: Maddie's Home, Then the Streets of LA
When: Sunday Night, 10/10

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Who: Maddie and Gunn
Where: Silky's Club
When: Saturday Night, Aug. 7th

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Who: Gunn and Maddie
Where: Avarice
When: Friday, June 4th (Backdated)

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Who: Gunn OT Anyone
Where: Avarice
When: Tuesday Night, 4/6

Gunn wasn't sure what he was doing here, actually. He wasn't much of a metal guy, so music was out. It was a club ran by a family of werewolves, which, while he technically knew that they were on the side of good, still kind of weirded him out. Still, after a patrol of his neighborhood, it had turned out to be a quiet night (the first in ever) and, after everyone split off for the night, he decided to finally check out the club that Max had been telling him about. The story of her getting hit on by another girl was too funny to him.

So, after going up to the bar and getting himself a beer, he looked around. It was an all ages club, which meant that there were a lot of kids here trying to pretend that they were older. Yep, he stood out like a sore godddamn thumb. Always fun.

Who: Ivy and Gunn
Where: Silky's
When: Monday Night - Feb. 15

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Who: Ivy and Gunn(OT Continuation)
When: Sunday, Early Evening, November 8
Where: The Bowman's Club

Ivy was just getting ready to close the archer's club for the night. Most who used the facility on Sundays had already cleared out and were most likely well on their way home by the time the dark haired owner starting making her rounds to make sure no stragglers lingered behind, though it always seemed that one or two managed to remain behind until they were ushered out into the night so the place could be locked up and Ivy could head upstairs to her loft to enjoy a long soak in a hot tub and a good book.

Having herded a lone straggler out and locked the front door Ivy had just turned to head toward the back of the place to extinguish the interior lights when a sudden knock on the glass panel of the front door had the owner turning around with a smile lighting her face when she spied a familiar face through the clear glass.

Gunn hadn’t had the chance to come and see Ivy yet, but he had certainly wanted to. Of course, getting away for more than thirty minutes took some finagling, but he had managed it for the night. When he arrived at The Bowman’s Club, he walked up to the front door and knocked, smiling back at her when she turned and looked at him. It had been way too long.

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Who: All involved in the W&H battle
Where: The alley behind The Sugar Shack, then Salacia
When: Wednesday morning, just before dawn

This was it. The more Rupert Giles thought about it... the more he feared that Ash's joke was actually RIGHT. He felt like he was leading his troops to The Alamo. He'd arrived first, followed closely by Ash, who he had open the portal to Salacia. They were all about to go into battle against the forces of Wolfram & Hart. Now... as he watched everyone arriving... he knew it was time. Do or die.

"Well... are we all ready? As much as it pains me to say it... it's time. I want each one of you to look inside... and realize why you're doing this."

He looked around at the gathering troops.

"For some of us... it's revenge. For others, it's the desire to protect innocents. Regardless of your reason.. you need to focus on that. Because once we get there... it's going to get hectic, incredibly fast. We know we're going to be outnumbered... but how badly will depend on Ami's team and how quickly they can bring down the door separating the inter-dimensional bridge from the main arena."

"To all of you... thank you. And please... be safe."

And with that... Giles walked into the portal, knowing the others would soon follow.

Who: Ami, open to her strike team (Gunn, Knox, Spike, and Anna Marchese)
Where: Gwen and Skylar's garage.
When: Thursday evening


This was it. Ami could feel it in her bones. This one moment was what she was here for, more than anything. Her own life... hell, her own EXISTENCE, was falling apart as she knew it. But she could save lives. Hundreds of them, actually, if she could pull off this one assignment. Mr. Giles had assembled her a strike team based on who he felt would best suit her needs in the battle. And now... when they got here, she would explain it all to them.

Wearing simple cut-off sweat pants, a white ribbed wifebeater, and with her long, curly blonde locks tied into a ponytail (mostly to hide the changes...), she waited for them to arrive.

Who: Gunn, Max, and introducing Clinton Holmes
Where: Gunn's Hideout
When: Friday, early evening

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Who: Kara, open to all
Where: Silky's
When: Thursday night

Most people, when awaiting a call to find out whether or not they'd gotten a highly coveted gig in a popular band, would be a nervous wreck. Possibly sitting in front of the phone, a jittery mess.

Not Kara Roth, however. No... the laid-back, tattooed blonde was out dancing. While Silky's was a fairly small club, with frequently-busting AC, she loved the atmosphere and music of the small hip-hop club. She'd been a regular long enough to get past the novelty 'token white girl' status, and was well-liked by most of the other regulars.

Hey, if the band called? Whether to tell her they wanted her or not? She had an answering machine, after all.

Clad in a pair of black shorts, a flowered and sleeveless tee-shirt, and with her long blonde hair in cute pigtails, the laid-back young woman just got out on the dance floor, getting her groove on.

Who: Kara, OT anyone
Where: Silky's, a hip-hop club in LA
When: Saturday night

To Kara, this was her version of paradise. She didn't care about the fact that she was one mildly-frail white girl in a club full of mostly big black guys... she was out on the floor, dancing to the big, full bass beat, and most of the guys showed her respect anyway. She could dance well, and she didn't take any crap.

This was a small place, it wasn't some big, ritzy place like Avarice or Eden. This was just one level, fairly cramped, but the music was good, the drinks were cheap, and for the most part, while the AC was usually on the fritz, making the place hot as hell, the vibe was good and fun.

And Kara, well... as previously stated, this was paradise to her. She was just dancing her little heart out, shaking that ass expertly to the beat.

Who: Lydia, OT Gunn
Where:  A local grocery store
When: Sunday evening
Why: Because even vampire hunters and slayer's sisters need food...

Thank god Skylar's house had microwave ovens. Seriously. Because despite all the money the family had, one thing Lydia did NOT possess was a lick of cooking ability. And with Skylar out so often, either baby-shopping, training, going out with Pat, or hanging with her bandmates... that left nobody to cook. So Lydia, the Queen of Precooked Food, made her way to the local SuperMart, grabbed a cart (which, reather comicaly, was practically bigger than she was), and started grabbing things.

She had picked a few different Lean Cuisine dinners (microwavable, low in calories, and good? YES PLEASE), and was heading down the fresh fruit aisle, looking for, well, anything tasty and good for you.

Who: Derek and Gunn and some baddies
Where: The Streets of LA
When: Wednesday Night

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